Whew! We made it through the holidays and are now well on our way into the new year. We had an enjoyable Christmas. Doodlebug made it through his first Christmas program. He participated, though not happily. He looked completely disinterested and a bit upset throughout the entire performance. He basically went through the motions and stomped off stage to make sure we knew how ridiculous this production was and that he did not appreciate us dressing him up like a fool to sing and dance in front of total strangers. Ah, childhood memories that I will later use against him when he gets his first girlfriend.
Aside from that little charade, everything went pretty smoothly. We spent time with family and friends and generally enjoyed the antics of the season. Doodlebug did have his moments though. Just before Christmas, we were awaiting the arrival of family for a quick visit and so I was preparing the house and Doodlebug. I made sure the food was made, the house was clean and so was Doodlebug. After his customary scrub down, I told him to dry himself off and pick out what he wanted to wear for the evening. I went downstairs to check on some food in the oven while he stayed behind in his room to gather his clothes. 5 minutes went by, then 7 and I began to get suspicious; it shouldn't take this long to grab a few items of clothing. I called up to him and asked, "Did you get your clothes?". He yelled down, "Not yet." I yelled back for him to "Hurry up." and he very earnestly called down, "Do I have to wear pants?". Really? How is that even a question? No pants? I shook my head and yelled back, "Yes, you have to wear pants!". This is not a pants optional party; part of the dress code requires that you wear pants. While some folks would like pants to be "a suggestion", the rest of society is glad that is not the case! Luckily, Doodlebug attended the party fully dressed and so did everyone else.
